to soothe the savage breast
the first-thing this Wednesday morning
brings to mind are thoughts of eggs, over easy.
actually, the first-thing this Wednesday morning
brings to mind is prioritizing in favor of a quick release.
then my thoughts will turn to frying some eggs.
but in the immediate sense, I'm thinking more along the lines of coffee.
but it's the eggs which keep rolling in
as the embryos they once were laid to be.
I don’t like to think of them that way.
but navigating the morning's mix
I find the “New York Bach Ensemble.”
actually, it's Lara St. John who enters the room with a characteristic jolt,
the famed Stradivarius in hand, the ensemble bringing up the rear.
as is common with the violin's glitterati, the "Stradivarius"
is held unceremoniously by the neck, with Lara at the quickstep shouting:
“I'm in a hurry, but as long as you’re frying eggs,
make mine sunny-side-up"!
so I'm back to considering eggs first-thing this Wednesday morning.
then Bach.
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